My Body Remembers You

My body remembers
the imprint of yours
as though we were molded to fit
each other’s curves

You Are Not Alone

I am there
with you
holding your hand
sharing your tears
singing the song
with you

My Hands Look Good On You

but when I take you
in my rugged mitts
you cannot help but agree that
goddamn it
my hands look good on you.

Our President Can’t Bring Himself To Denounce Nazis

We need to stop pretending that we don’t know exactly what this is. We need to stop waiting for Trump to be presidential or dignified or to denounce the violence of his followers. This is the white-supremacy presidency.